Tassie – The Natural State and they are dam right! About one quater of Tasmania is given to national parks and reserves and let me tell you this place is Jam-packed with wild-life,
We have been meeting the locals since day one and with a shy start now we are totally amognst them.
At dusk we saw wombats and kangaroos casually glancing our way as we all sat at our respective spots eating our dinners.
Later as night starts to fall, little penguins leave the water and stroll along the beach eading up to the dunes to rest for the night.
At dark we watched with a mixture of fear and wonder as devils began tearing apart an animal corpse and were convinced their noises are the definition of feral.
To cap it off, walking back from brushing my teeth, a cheeky possum had climbed the ladder of our roof top tent! I am not sure which one of us was more surprised and scared from this!!!
I am sure when we wake, there will be the sound of countless birds. How do people think camping is quiet?!